Yeah, so, I love to play this game with myself in which I try to remember where I was a year ago. Luckily, I write a blog so I can easily look it up.
A lot has changed in a year …
A year ago, David and I spent an amazing day at Ocean Beach. I consider that day as one of the happiest of my life. I still smile when I think about it. It seemed so carefree, and we were so happy.
A year ago, David bought me a claddagh ring from Ireland. From that day on, I pretty much moved into his apartment in Burlingame while we started apartment hunting. We didn’t want to be apart anymore.
A year ago, I had no idea that I had breast cancer. My biggest worry was the fact that I was concerned that I wasn’t fitting in at my new job.
Today, I just got back from an awesome Ethiopian lunch with my two good office buddies, Jennifer and Paul. I’m certainly not worried about fitting in.
Not only did I learn that I had breast cancer a few months after that day at the beach, but I beat it. I lost my left knocker in the process, but really it’s a small price to pay if you think of the alternative.
Today, I still wear that claddagh ring, but on my other hand I wear an engagement ring, and I’m a mere 15 days away from our wedding day. People keep asking me if I’m nervous. I am not nervous at all. I am counting the seconds until I marry my mighty, mighty good man.